Week in Palma de Mallorca [4].

Besides the trip to Ibiza, the best day of the whole stay in Spain. Birthday, beach, city tapas, fancy restaurant. Another fully-packed day. If you haven’t read the previous one, it’s here.

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Last days in Norway.

My last days in Norway weren’t spectacular, because my whole stay in Norway was more than amazing. It was just cozy, melancholic and way too sad for me to handle. But it had to happen one day so it did happen. Of course I’m coming back to Norway, but for now, I have to go.

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Week in Palma de Mallorca [3].

Another day, new adventures. Maybe not the same as in the previous one, but still worth a piece of internet space. Enjoy!

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Week in Palma de Mallorca [2].

Before I will jump into the subject: I have quite a big dilemma. The number of pictures I have and things to tell about what happened is too much so I will make four or five parts of this (haven’t decided yet). First one and this one is already up, there will be few more from Mallorca and last one from Ibiza, where we went during our stay. Maybe in between, I will post some other type of post, I will see.

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Week in Palma de Mallorca [1].

I mentioned previously that I went to Spain, to Palma de Mallorca (also to Ibiza, but this later), and I have quite a lot of material from there, both travel journal and photos. It’s hard to fit 7-8 days in one post, not even in two so I will divide it into parts. This is the beginning. Enjoy!

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Joyful days.

Nothing big. Few sunny and few rainy days, friend that visited me and short walk around Elverum and Oslo. How joyful those simply days can be though.

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One hour in Barcelona.

I have done some extremely short traveling, like less than one day in Kristiansand, or less than three days in the foreign country. But to spend one hour in Barcelona was the most minimum I have ever done.

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